we need a separate version where theres just the extended ending cause this is too good

this should be the next gigachad song tho

Happy birthday Tom Cruise!
Lyrics:

Cash cow 
Ass out 
Looking like a rascal 
Pat till I pass out 
Fur coat mascot 

Gotta gut it end up bitching Like a bad dog 
I ain’t been according Got that Michelin trash star 

Fuck a whole damn 
"Greed til you get "
In the goat line, Get the Last place at the vet 

With that Prozac tap 
Got that sera full cap 
Full mag 
Full of merry go round gum 

Man got buns
Hanging over em
Rum to Bunsen burner 
And bottles up 
Molotov Round them cunts 

With the Countdown 
Guns that could dump that junk
Caught me scrappin like a bum 
Without Backup 
 
Put plans,don’t attach it
Turn it down Like it andybody asking 
With the full black boot So ratched
Ain’t no doc worth the rocks 
Out of fashion 

Pay em like they get 
With a ghost and a debt 
Tell me like a needle 
I don’t wanna know, bet 
Without a mask 
No respect 

Hunches back 
Ain’t no stretch 
In the booth counting checks 
Looking like Alita with the teeth of a koala 
On the chase 
I’m like a furball baddie on a bed full of tech

Brickwall Brickwall Brickwall

I can be your angle....or yuor devil

Check Your Spam Folder

Swallowing Centipedes

Istasha The Scrub - Flatworm Friday

Istasha The Scrub - In My Fountainhead Palace

Jungle Puppy

@istasha
Stream: https://biglink.to/eNE5

Lyrics:

[Istasha]
Better not drop my name
We don't even see
Eye to eye
So keep that out your face
Out your mind
A change
Sever the ties just like it's nothing
Pull me down
Degrade
Crop me out the frame
So fuck it
I could call that shift my grave but
Bitch I'm on another plane

Whole lotta fraud
What I mean
We're still counterfeit
Hope they still got it like Disease
Just like the god I'd be
Go like a dog with the leash, stay obeying me
Blackout in the forest with the trees, i'm feeling fine
I'm fuckin crawled up tucked in a tub
Digesting the blood
Peeling running out the window
But this shit ain't a cut
Smoke trails
Till i'm on new waves
Underwater still covered
I kick a bucket out of ways
Then I run that shit again
I make her back it up
'Til I hit the end
I fill a single duct
I'm breathing in
You think of a fuck I give
I got an end to my plans

[NIKKO]
Outcast I have been a misfit
Waistband its holding up this dick
Big bands my wallet don't do shit
Quick hands, I instantly hoe jit's
Visibly bone chip bad
Crazy
We got em mad, hate me
None of my gats ever had safeties
We popping mags, say cheese
Cause we bouta shoot up your party
No lo siento lil buddy
No mas momentos
I body bag your kinfolk on god
I'm not from round here
I show up they get found dead
I could smoke 'em like a pot head
And I know why they thots stare
Cause when I walk in
They wanna bounce it on me
I'm big don't wanna compare accounts lil homie
For every one on you I got a couple thousand on me
And everybody know you pussy just announce it bro
You got extra holes in your body
My flow water, holy, I'm godly
Oh my god like get these hoes off me
I'm outside I know they all watching
And I know they don't want get hit this optic
Heat on me, not in the tropics
Whip fast they not gonna stop shit
Dick in her body narcotic, she go psychotic for it
Sad
And these bitches used to laugh at it
Now they see me and get asthmatic
Quarantine me, need a hazmat suit
Cause I can't take the fake unless it's bitches ass shaking
And overweight is great as long as it's a check balance
No mistaking, i'm in your house
Invasion baby, came for the taking
And no god no hero cape can save your ass from it

EXILADA

EXILADA w/ Istasha (prod. Istasha)

stream/download: https://symphony.to/ethan-ross/cognitive-behavioral-cryotherapy-single

COGNITIVE BEHAVIORAL CRYOTHERAPY

stream/download

COGNITIVE BEHAVIORAL CRYOTHERAPY (w/ Istasha)

A THREAD OF LIGHT

TWENTYTHREE, Istasha - THE REST WILL FOLLOW

DRUGS Prod.MXLTHAEL

@CoaastGxd - Threnody for My Enemies
Produced, Mixed and Mastered by @netuhbeats
Artwork by @haloblaack

lyrics
Can I get a FUCK YOU from the misfits
Every motherfucking kid who didn't fit in
Picked on
Kicked, stomped cause they different
Thick skin cracks quick if you give in

For every time I had to hear a mother fucker tell me I should just get over it
For any person trynna put up with their parents pushing "Why can't you be sober kid?"
For the innocent exiles who trek miles
Only find holy projectiles
and textiles operations run by some reptiles
A flesh pile stretched into hide for a blessed child
Try to find a place to hide for the next while
The army of the dead has risen
Shits boutta get wild
I'm done apologizing to the apathetic
Get decapitated and I left your fucking head up in the bread aisle

No glocks
Just scythes and a dark horde
Got these kids yelling out to the dark lord
And I aint talking bout the devil
I'm a walking god
I'ma spare the child and spoil you with the fucking rod

I got flows that kill foes
I'm filling the cemetery
and don't stop running
Death comes for the sedentary
The time slows down
Don't panic
Its momentary
You're ten toes down
Froze out in the mortuary


I'm a crazy mother fucker
Swing the blade 
I aim to sunder
Under cover from another lame
They trynna cop my thunder
and I wonder when the rubble overcomes the over/under
On the day we all become a babe to suckle from the mother
Land a boat along the shore so we can forcefully plunder
Openly I'm hoping we can see the end of each other
And when the world falls down will you stand or suffer?
Dead men down cant count numbers

So tonight's the night I light a candle for your family
It cant suffice
I roll the dice against my sanity
Might I try to find a common enemy
I'm the bad guy and this is just a threnody

I can be your angle....or yuor devil

Istasha The Scrub

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